From the Amazon Guide to the Undead Apocalypse. As the whole house trembled—almost as much as her body still did—Valaska leaped off her surprisingly skilled lover and stood on the vibrating floor. The shaking proved intense. “W-w-ill the c-c-abin h-h-old?” Her words stuttered as the cabin continued to rattle. “M-may-b-b-e,” Dex replied as he rolled out of the bed, his shaft projecting thickly from his groin. Apparently it hadn’t received the message yet that they were in danger. As the house continued to vibrate, Valaska decided it might be best to prepare herself. While battling naked didn’t bother her, breasts flying about could prove a hazard, especially when they got in the way of a sword thrust. At least she wasn’t too well endowed in that area, not like poor Nespa, who needed to keep them bound on training runs lest she knock herself out. “How long is this going to last?”
